Original subtitles

[theme song]

♪ Whenever there's a crime or trouble ♪

♪ That no one can solve at all it seems ♪

♪ That's when they come And on the double ♪

♪ Sylvester & Tweety Mysteries ♪

♪ It might be day or night whenever ♪

♪ Conditions are right for them to flee ♪

♪ Somehow it all still fits together ♪

♪ Sylvester & Tweety Mysteries ♪

♪ If there's a full moon ♪

♪ An old house with rotten stairs ♪

♪ Just look around you ♪

♪ Chances are we'll be there ♪

♪ Someday I'll eat that darn canary ♪

♪ And then I'll be happy yessiree ♪

♪ But Hector thinks you should be wary ♪

♪ Sylvester & Tweety Mysteries ♪

♪ The chase goes on with each new mission ♪

♪ With backdrops a-plenty globally ♪

♪ And through it all they're in contention ♪

♪ Sylvester & Tweety ♪

♪ Mysteries ♪♪

[dramatic music]

[instrumental music]

(Sylvester) We were on our way to Carmel, California.

For Granny won a free night at some

quaint bed and breakfast joint.

The old gal just loves a good bed and breakfast. And me?

[stomach growling]

I'm just interested in the part about breakfast.

[music continues]

(Granny) Well, here we are, boys.

And it looks so peaceful.

Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh!

The owner has been kidnapped! He's gone!

Vanished! Disappeared into thin air!

No more! Just.. Bye bye!

Calm down. Now, who kidnapped your boss?

The ghosts!

[stomach growling]

[intense music]

[slamming]

[all sigh]

Like I said, the ghosts inside the bed and breakfast

have kidnapped the owner, Flint Northwood.

[engine revving]

[stomach growling]

Geez, I'd like to pacify my tummy

with a little yellow snack.

I'd like to pacify your tummy with a big yewow smack!

[thud]

Well, I for one, do not believe in ghosts.

But I do believe in mysteries.

[Hector barks]

(Granny) 'Hello? Sylvester!'

'Hmm. No power. No problem, boys.'

'I've got a flashlight in my purse.'

'Oh, dear, I hope this first night'

'doesn't count as my free stay'

'at the bed and breakfast.'

Uh, h-hello? Hello?

Mr. Northwood?

I wonder..

[claps]

What do you know! It really does work.

"FN?" Flint Northwood!

I found a clue!

Huh?

[stomach growling]

Why, that's odd.

Somebody slept here recently.

[screams]

Sylvester, stop playing with the waste basket.

What the.. I must be imagining things.

Why am I reminded of Kas White?

[creaking and footsteps]

Now that is not my imagination.

[stomach growling]

Wh-wh-wh-what's that?

[stomach growling]

Oh, it's you again!

Be patient, I'll feed you soon.

[ticking]

Hmm. No one seems to be here.

Open your eyes, Granny.

All I see is breakfast, lunch and dinner!

[ching]

These look as if they could be the footprints of..

Oh, nonsense.

It couldn't be... a giant chicken?

A giant chicken?

[spits]

This I gotta see!

Dear Diary, today, puddy tat

finawy went over the edge.

[screaming]

Oh, goodness, I startled myself!

That's strange.

The footprints led down here

but it's a dead end.

Oh, no! Now, the footprints have gone!

Oh, dear. There was no giant chicken at all.

No chicken? Oh..

Guess I'll have to settle for something lighter.

[instrumental music]

[chomping]

Uh.

Puddy tat should cut back on his preservatives.

Huh?

[growling]

(Granny) 'Hector?'

Now, don't go wandering off, Hector.

I feel lost enough with both of us.

Hello?

Oh, just what the doctor ordered.

'Some hot tea will help calm me.'

And maybe we'll find you a biscuit.

[barks]

[instrumental music]

Hyah!

[clanking]

Sounds like teatime.

[slurps]

This water is cold.

Oh, dear.

[instrumental music]

Oh, I just don't understand what's going on.

I'm afraid I must be losing my sleuthing abilities.

I'm pooped.

Perhaps it's time for me to hang up

my magnifying glass for good.

Oh, Hector, that is not ours.

[whimpers]

Oh, it's alright, Hector.

It was a good run while it lasted.

Remember the time when I won

the Grand Prix at Monte Carlo and solved the case

of the missing platinum roulette wheel?

Dwanny! Oh, Dwanny!

(Granny) Or the time we found the Olympic torch

and had to run it all the way to Sydney, Australia!

[chuckles]

What's the matter, puddy?

Got vertigo?

[screaming]

[splash]

[gurgling]

Phew.

Well, now, that wasn't so bad.

swoosh

chomp

chomp

chomp

[instrumental music]

[cheering]

Huh?

Uh.

And just think of all the people we've helped.

And all the baddies we sent up the river.

Now, where did all those old chicken footprints go?

[thud]

Say, what's this?

[sinister laugh]

My plan is working perfectly!

Granny thinks she's through, washed up, kaput!

Ooh!

Little does she know it was I

Silas McCawber, who lured her here

to extract my revenge.

If she thinks she can ruin my magic career twice

and get away with it

she's got another thing coming.

Now, where's my top hat?

[engine revving]

At last, here's where I get my midnight snack.

Oh, why do I even try?

I'll never fi.. What's this?

Say, I must be a better detective than I thought I was.

Oh, my heavens. What now?

Silas McCawber! I sent you to prison!

One step closer, and I'll send your precious canary

into a life as a rabbit or a duck!

[sinister laugh]

[Tweety whimpering]

Stop, you overdressed fiend!

Let my bird go!

(Silas) You'll never catch me, you meddling old biddy.

[pops]

That is of course unless

the lifeboat has a hole in it!

[bubbling]

Don't forget your hat, Magic Man.

[clapping]

Granny, I'm really Flint Northwood.

I was warned that the fugitive McCawber was on the loose.

So I went undercover as Norman.

(Granny) 'Well, it's a good thing you did.'

(Flint) 'It was your brilliant sleuthing'

'that captured this criminal.'

Just another successful case

to add to my memories, I guess.

Uh, but now, what to do about supper?

May I suggest seafood?

Oh! Why, I'd love it!

Seafood? Well, it wooks like dinner is on puddy tonight!

[yowling]

Sheesh.

[theme music]